Different

A young girl born with silver hair,
had angel eyes and always dared,
to take a stand with her wise words,
as others stood just to observe.


Her words all spilled with different tones,
as people grabbed imagined stones,
to cast upon her, feeling afraid,
of the unknown and what they’d say
.

One day choosing to be silent,
no longer using her fine gifts,
she would not budge or even hint,
her eyes observed but kept truths in
.

Now everyone became upset
as if her gifts were really debts.
Demanding a surrendered speech,
while attempting to make her teach
.

She took her spot, center of stage,
her voice was loud and out of range.
“Do not be scared of the unknown,
instead, be glad you have been shown.
Just try to keep what resonates,
if not for you, then separate,
All that you need, you hold inside,
Just listen close and let it guide.”


The words she said helped them all see,
how she acquired sacred keys.
To not judge will set bias free
so everyone lives happily.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy




,

Silenced

A covered mouth
carries closed eyes,
so no one sees
the knots inside.


Her suppressed views
lay to reside,
constantly judged
opt to just hide.


A silenced tongue
helps keep her safe,
afraid to fall
or make mistakes.


Anything said
may cause offense.
Wears a thick skin
to shield defense.


Watches each word,
cancels her views.
Trying so hard
to still be true.


Most will demand
her honesty,
but crave her thoughts
always agree.


So she decides
to be herself,
by breaking free
of her hard shell.


To socialize
still being her,
showing the world
truths she offers
.

Reflective smiles
mirror her heart,
she is unique
a work of art.

Each step she takes
is filled with light.
Self-acceptance,
lets her shine bright.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Embrace

Respect other views.
Live your life to your choosing.
Accept distinctions.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Inner love

A lonely dove
looking for love,
took a short break
for her own sake
.

She looked inside
and found some pride,
feeling a shove
she flew above.


She felt awake
finding a lake,
her wings were wide,
oh, what a ride!


She saw her form
and felt so warm,
her glide was fast
in love at last.


Attention came,
found her twin flame,
flew by her side
their hearts now tied.


She did not ask
but found her task,
true love within
always brings wins
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Delve

Complete acceptance is
a tough pill to swallow,
but once it is taken
it helps dissolve sorrows.


To truly surrender
is a difficult deed,
letting go of control
watering planted seeds.


A secured self-esteem
is a slippery slope,
to balance the ego
provides inner hope.

The fruits from all labor
presents life with awards,
Self-work and improvements
offer greater rewards.


Outer viewed projections,
emerge from deep within.
Reflected perceived views,
can shed light on false wins.

Looking into the mind
could empower all dreams,
acknowledge the power
let it flow like a stream
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Input

Avoid resentment
Only give heartfelt advice,
if solicited.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Gift

Pretty pebble
thrown in the air,
left all alone
nobody cared.
Carried powers
way deep inside.
Unseen by all
but the wise eye
.

Young girl in search
for some control,
all by herself
taking a stroll.
Aims to fulfill,
numbed voided spots,
that broke apart
within her heart.


Finds slightest shine,
within a rock,
for the first time
feeling a spark.
Keeping it safe
deep in her pocket,
the perfect link,
for her prized locket.


Instantly clears,
all of her fears.
All sadness steers,
when it is near.
Every old tear,
transform to cheers.
Glad it appeared,
she holds it dear.


Pretty pebble,
felt loved at last.
Never ignored,
like in the past.
All special gifts
can now be shared,
emitting love,
deleting despair
.

Finding her way,
warmed by sun rays.
Embracing days,
from where she lays.
Feeling amazed,
empathy raised.
Rewards that pay
are vowed to stay.


Graceful pebble.
Secure young girl.
Gifts to this world,
like a fine pearl
.
Connected fast
attached they curled.
Enjoyed their dance
united twirl.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Grandma’s Kitchen

So very far away,
stood a rustic old cafe,
essence made up of fine silk,
felt like warm cookies and milk.


Tables all covered in lace
filling up this fun-filled place,
people gathered up in crowds,
telling jokes and laughing loud.

Magic dust swept through the air,
lifting all unwanted cares,
every lost was at last found,
happiness flew all around.

Good times never seemed to cease,
spreading a love-filled disease.
while confessions snuggled safe
sheltered in this worn cafe.

Many spent wonderful years
leaving no sins left to clear,
carried this favorite spot
as a dot within their heart.

Happy thoughts forever near,
safety shield from any fear.
Memories that act as guides,
lock them up way deep inside.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Lagrima

A single tear
wanders a path,
sorrows get cleared
releasing bath
.

Slowly strolling,
down her left cheek.,
her mind ponders
answers she seeks
.

The lonely tear
reaches her chin,
captures her fears
staining her skin
.

It takes a bow

then jumps and skips,
flying straight down
decides to dip
.

Her answers come,
one at a time.
Her heart then hums
to inner chime
s.

One tear runs dry,
at last, released,
without a cry
instantly eased
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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